i don’t even know where to start because every time i try, i completely freak out. my car…oh dear sweet jesus my car.
i’m just…in shock. i’ve NEVER had something like this happen before. ever, not in a whole cross-country ordeal or various trips out of state…nothing.
this morning, i was in a wreck. i deviated from my usual route to work in the morning and completely ruined everything. was it my fault? was it the other dude’s? i’m just not 100% certain, you know? why did i even go that way?! what in god’s name compelled me to turn AWAY from my normal route? i mean…what the hell? oh god my car…
it was lying there on the side of the road, broken and shattered, leaking fluid. like some wounded animal. and the noises it made, oh god. OH GOD MY CAR. i mean, call me superficial or whatever, but that is not just a car, it’s like family. it’s like a part of me…oh jesus what am i going to do? what am i going to do?
oh my god what am i going to do?
and i left it at the body shop…alone and broken on that rooftop. i don’t know what…just…it was heartbreaking. like abandoning ship or something. and you’re supposed to go down with the ship, damnit. right?
i don’t know, maybe i should’ve swerved out of the way…but, i couldn’t see any oncoming traffic, it could have been so much worse. i just don’t know. and i’m not even freaking out over who is technically at fault because all i can think about is how badly i want my car back. please, god, please…let my car be salvageable. please?
i’m so…so…heartbroken.
